A portion of a green landscape is composed of soft hills, a shimmering pond, a dome for sheep, a wheat field and springtime meadows.
The composition is enlighted by little lamps constructed upon the model.
By using miniature landscaping technics an idyllic view is proposed.
The relief is waving like a golf court, the grass is tender, accusing an endless spring, fertile and colourful.
Is this the view of a lost paradise ? A hallucination ? A possible future ?
A desire of a spoiled child nutrited with sweet concentrated Milk ?
The fantasy of a life in a sleeping bag ?